Swallow a whole bottle of the bullshit
Refusing to believe you'll get through it
The feeling only last a while
So now you're forced to cover it up with a smile
All you gotta do is open up and love
But you wont.
You feel useless so you turn to snowy anesthetic
Talking all this good shit like its prophetic
But it's not, its pathetic
You call me up on the phone
Sounds of depression in your tone.
You're stressing over the should haves,
Failing to realize the way fate works, because if it should have, it would have
You're getting high to balance out your lows
Prolonging the change you're about to undergo
Your vision was blurred but now
You're slowly raising up from off the ground
